Tribute to Dad

Well my daddy's bakery has been open for a grand total of 6 days now....the business we are doing is absolutely phenominal...I couldn't believe how much business we had on the first day without having to even advertise. It's amazing. The location is excellent....plus, if you have a good product, people will buy it. That's logic! I'm so proud of my dad....it's amazing to me the things he does every single day. The things he has to put up with and the sacrifices he has to make in order to make this business run correctly. His hours are insane but yet every single day he does exactly the same thing with a smile on his face and a positive attitude. He has more energy than I will ever have in my lifetime and he knows everything will always work out. It has to. And for some odd reason, he's always right. Even when people look at him strangely, he always turns out to be right. It amazes me. It's like he's lived his life before so he knows all the answers already. It makes me sad though...I don't get to see him as often as I'd like. I came home from Dan's house yesterday at about 8 p.m. and my dad was already up, brushing his teeth getting ready to go in to work....He just got home about 45 minutes ago...that's a long day...a long day of baking and transporting all of it to the other store. Sometimes I feel selfish for being crabby when I have to get up at 4....I know I don't have a bad deal here...I get home at around 12 most days, except for my 13 hour days towards the end of the week.

Anyway...I have to get going now....

Ta ta...